Dinosaur
D – G
D - G
D G
1. Hey man, them ain't high heeled sneakers,
D G
and they sure don't look like
cowboy boots,
D G
and that ain't rock and roll
you’re playin’,
E A
and it sure ain't country or
rhythm and blues.
G A D
Your singing a song about
making love to your drummer,
G A D
well, gay guitar pickers don't
turn me on.
G A
D
And we don't all get in to
Donna Summers,
E A - A7
do you happen to know any old
Hank Williams songs!
G –
A D - A - Bm
‘Cause you see I'm a
di.……..nosaur,
G A D - A - Bm
I should have died out a long
time before
G – A D
- A - Bm
Have pity on a di……..nosaur,
Em A D
hand me my hat, excuse me
ma’am, but where's the door !
- G
D – G
D G
2. Used to be I had a lot of fun in this old hangout,
D G
we'd get stoned at the
jukebox to stay out of fights.
D G
Now and then we'd light a
little smoke in the truck out back,
E
A - A7
oh, and a little old Jim Beam
and we'd get right.
G - A D
And you know these flashing
lights sure make me dizzy,
G A D
and this disco's very strange
to my ears.
G A D
It look's like they turned
the “Longhorn” into a spaceship,
E
A - A7
and I'll be leaving just a
soon as I finish this beer.
G –
A D - A - Bm
‘Cause you see I'm a di.……..nosaur,
G A D - A - Bm
I should have died out a long
time before.
G –
A D - A - Bm
There’s a whole lot of
di……...nosaurs,
Em A D
give us our hats, excuse me
ma’am, but where's the door !
Em A D
Give us our hats, excuse me
ma’am, but where's the door !
(capo 2nd)
(Hank Williams Jr.)